No room at the inn

I can tell you that for a country full of people dedicated to the idea of Christmas being around a baby born in a barn, few are willing to open their own barns because of the inconvenience, the mess, the uncertainty of it all.

Foster care: How to say goodbye — and then say hello

I wrote the following two years ago, in the middle of Z transitioning to his bio family.  Today, two years later, I am meeting with his bio mom to drop off his photo book of his time with us, and an outfit for his Christmas gift. At the time I wrote this ... I could

8 ways you can honor your grief while celebrating the holidays

I'll never forget my first Christmas after loss. Less than a week before that Christmas, my fallopian tube ruptured, and we lost the little baby we had already loved so much. In the midst of my loss, I went on a mini vacation with family where I was expected to shop, eat dinner out, and otherwise behave normally. I

Open adoption through foster care: a second chance to connect our daughter with her bio family

  When a foster child comes into your home, they do not come alone. They come with history. I'm not talking about the "stuff" of foster care: the what's and how's and when's of deep loss and love. I'm talking about the who's. When our daughter Leyla came into our lives through foster care, we

To the mama who is waiting

I have spent a fair amount of time waiting over the last several years. Waiting for a foster license. For a foster baby. For a court date. For an adoption. For the time to say hello. For the time to say good-bye. For a chance to say hello again. Waiting for a diagnosis. For a